The sun did not revolve around any one person. No one was the center of the world. No matter who came or went, the stories beneath every starry sky would never stop.
While Qin Sheng and the others ruled over Earth, entered Immortal Land, and paid homage to Nuwa's imperial path, the Big Dipper Ancient Star was also developing with tremendous vigor, legends rising one after another.
Without Great Saint Lord Qin's suppression, Beidou instead burst forth with a different kind of vitality. Heroes across the land were as numerous as carp crossing a river; once one finished performing, another took the stage. It was exceedingly lively.
The Ancient Emperor's Son's descendants had already become invincible beneath the heavens, sweeping through the Five Regions without finding an opponent, lonely in their pursuit of defeat.
The rising talents of every race were as countless as stars. One after another, they entered the Severing Dao Realm, undergoing rebirth and holding the Great Dao in their hands.
All living things competed freely beneath the frosty sky. This vibrant vitality, this flourishing contest of all things, brought Beidou into a golden age blazing like oil poured onto a fire.
Eastern Immortal?
What relic from a previous era? He was merely a tear shed by an age that had already been eliminated. Nobody knew him.
Perhaps Eastern Immortal and the Sacred Physique had met with an accident when they crossed the Starry Sky back then and died in some corner of the universe.
Shaking Light Holy Land.
Rumble!
The Heavenly Tribulation raged, thunderclouds vast enough to blot out the sky and cover the earth. A figure flashed within them, resisting the terrifying ordeal.
Everyone in Shaking Light Holy Land was watching this Heavenly Tribulation. It had already reached its end. Accompanied by a thunderous explosion,